It’s Not Your Pool

After the longest winter of all time, signs of life are finally starting to emerge in Indiana. Trees are getting green and temperatures are rising (a little) which means soon it’ll be time to inflate those kiddie pools and waste the afternoon splish splashin’ away.

But if you live at our house, you have to remember to put the pool away when you’re done. “Why?” you might ask. Because racoons love the crap out of those things. Last summer, we had a raccoon that was using the pool more than our daughter. And his stupid little raccoon claws ended up putting holes in the pool.

It’s too bad real life Olive doesn’t go outside. She might have made him face justice. Or been beaten by a raccoon; I’m not sure what their skill level is in brawling.

We had a squirrel on our balcony last year.
Sam, out cat, was very excited – but we weren’t sure who would have won. But I was SURE that a cat with a squirrel bite in her nose would be very, very difficult to handle! (To get her to the vet…)
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So… maybe it’s better that Olive don’t go out. I could imagine that a wild racoon is a hell of a fighter! ^^

‘Coons are nasty critters in a fight. Olive (or any other cat) has zero chance of winning, and a high probability of being severely to fatally mauled. It takes a pretty large dog to do a ‘coon any damage. They have thick fur, and very loose skin. It’s not easy to cause more than superficial harm to one.